824. 7s. M. Milman. |And he arose and rebuked the winds and sea.|
1 Lord! thou didst arise and say,
To the troubled waters, |Peace,|
And the tempest died away,
Down they sank, the foaming seas;
And a calm and heaving sleep
Spread o'er all the glassy deep,
All the azure lake serene
Like another heaven was seen!
2 Lord! thy gracious word repeat
To the billows of the proud!
Quell the tyrant's martial heat,
Quell the fierce and changing crowd!
Then the earth shall find repose,
From oppressions, and from woes;
And another heaven appear
On our world of darkness here!